Infinity

Past these horizons
Where the rays of infinity
Cradle the wilted ripples of time;
Ripples that have traversed lifetimes,
Is nocturnal magic –
The kind that never sleeps
And lends old, comforting dreams to sleepless minds.

Artists are we, and reality our
Foe from ages-old but
Realisation is what fuels our
Pursuits — imaginary or not.

Bathed in the gentle glow of starlight,
Infinite rays — they touch souls far and wide,
Feeding lost whispers hope
And fuelling faith’s dying embers.
In circles do these thoughts go
Wandering for eternity
And living for tomorrows.

Perplexing sights heralding doubt,
Blurring the line between life and death
Limiting what must be a series
Of infinite moments.
Perhaps, life and death –
Two sides of infinity, they may be
For what is lost is found
When the sun rises
On the other side.

Thoughtfully yours,
D

This was originally published at https://myrandomspecificthoughts.wordpress.com/2022/06/16/infinity-poem/